Funny Games Lyrics - Live In Paris - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

You stream through the dark and cut through the light of day 

You use him again to the games that you want to play 

Blood is a footstep, loud as deafening call 

For everyone since has been slowed down by law 

Blessing served to pieces, shake you out of your bones 

But all you hide, open your eyes 

And tell yourself you've been calling home 

I will arrive won't be the same 

There's no one safe from you 

I will arrive won't be the same 

There's no one safe from this 

I will arrive won't be the same 

There's no one safe from this 

You stretch through the heart, you keep your eyes pushed out 

It eases your mind to know what you must become 

Your panic ensues, you panic until you drop 

Living let's you just pray that you forgot 

Blessing served to pieces, shake you out of your bones 

Love your prize an endless guise 

You tell yourself, you'll be calling home 

I will arrive won't be the same 

There's no one safe from you 

I will arrive won't be the same 

There's no one who will take by you